The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  Mianmian hugged him, her face warm.

  Such close contact face-to-face, coupled with the extremely limited space in the car...

  The atmosphere has become so different.

  The body temperature of the whole body of the little woman rose slightly, the lips of the two people were so close, and the skin was on a blind date. She even heard Zhan Muqian breathing evenly and calmly.

  She twisted a little cramped, and moved a little unconsciously: "It's so crowded here, why don't you get out of the car..."

  Zhan Chief suddenly reached out his hand to support her soft and slender waist, and whispered: "Don't move, it's dangerous, you know?"

  Since the night when Jiang Mianmian celebrated his coming-of-age ceremony, Jiang Mianmian has felt a little bit of resistance and fear from the bottom of his heart. The atmosphere in the car is really subtle...

  She felt a little bit of resistance and fear in her heart, but she couldn't tell what she was resisting.

   "I, I won't move, you let me go down, let me go down quickly..."

  Zhan Muqian looked so neat and free, and squeezed her chin with one hand, "I don't like your drinking, and I don't like your drunkenness, promise me to quit drinking, eh?"

  The little woman in her arms knew what he meant...

  At the coming-of-age ceremony, if she hadn't drank too much, she probably wouldn't hold Gong Qiao and say that in front of everyone.

   But she clearly remembered that she only drank two glasses of champagne that night.

  No matter how bad she drinks, she can still blow a bottle of strong foreign wine with Fa Xiao, how can she not get drunk like that with two glasses of fruity champagne.

  ……

Chief Zhan looked at her patiently.

  The little thing in her arms was obviously hesitant, she nodded slowly, and said in a low voice: "I...will never let myself get drunk again...it feels uncomfortable to be drunk, but..."

   "I didn't drink much wine that night, in fact, I felt a little strange at the time..."

   "How does it feel?"

"It's just... the head hurts very much, I can’t open my eyes, I can’t stand still, I’m very flustered and confused. It’s not that I haven’t drunk too much. I know how it feels to drink too much. It’s a little different from that... I doubt it. Something has been mixed in the wine."

  Zhan Muqian did not refute her, but responded: "Well, I will arrange for someone to check it."

  It doesn’t matter whether he believes Mianmian’s statement or not.

  Since the little woman opened her mouth to explain to him... it means that she regretted her actions that night.

  ……

  The battle chief’s voice was already deep and full of magnetism. At this moment, in the quiet space of the car, it seemed particularly gentle and bewitching.

  He calmly comforted her, clearly feeling that her anxious mood gradually calmed down, lying softly in his arms, very obediently.

  He spoke to her intermittently.

  Mianmian is still wondering whether he should say what Zhan Qiyou said to her, as well as trying to kiss her, and said to Zhan Muqian truthfully.

  He is his husband, as if he should be honest.

  But Zhan Qiyou is his nephew...Isn’t it complicated?

  She was in a daze, and reluctantly changed the subject, trying to make herself forget those things.

   "Chenchen... Is Chenchen with his mother tonight? I miss him a little bit..."

  "Do you miss my family of three being together?"

  "……"

  ……

  Master Chief seemed to be slightly stimulated by her words.

   actually hugged her directly and got out of the car, strode into the main house and walked upstairs to the house——

  The man pressed her against the door with his powerful arms...